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enbyenvy666 · 3 months

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personal pornstar Part 1/?

Being a hero can be overwhelming at times. Stressful and demanding, rarely having a break long enough to practise some self care. All to help and benefit our community. So why not get something back from the community? Hire your companion today! --------

Falling on hard times led you to signing up to become a 'companion' for Pro Heroes, hoping to make a quick buck, but instead you became the 3rd part of a famous hero couple who show you love in ways you never expected.

established!kiribaku x masc!reader eventual smut (will be a cismale version and a transmale version) word count - 1.7k

CONTENT WARNINGS - 18+ themes, eating food, swearing, sex work? except there isn't any sex yet, reader is broke, reader is implied to have piercings, google translate french, no beta (if i've missed anything please let me know)

You had seen the adverts. A website in which Pro Heroes can order ‘companions’ to help them de-stress. You weren’t a pro, no, quite the opposite actually. The ads were definitely targeted, you were seeing them because you were broke and in need of some cash in order to live. There were nights where you really considered joining while eating from a cup of ramen noodles as your third meal that day, for the fourth day in a row.

But when you did peruse the website out of curiosity, it didn’t specify what the companions would be hired for. It didn’t say it was sexual, but it didn’t deny it either. It seemed almost like a sugar baby/sugar parent type situation, where you would be financially compensated for ‘favours’. Some heroes were well off financially which was very appealing, but there were also some lesser known heroes who could be into some really freaky shit with not a lot of compensation for it.

After getting your electricity bill, you bit the bullet and signed up. You had to sign an NDA when creating your account, which you felt was a little over the top but your empty bank account was enough motivation to continue. Uploading a couple of more recent pictures, including a couple spicier ones from times you were really feeling yourself, and writing a small bio trying to hype yourself up, you eagerly waited for some kind of response. But eventually you forgot about it, focusing on your minimum wage job instead.

Until you checked your phone during your lunch break and found that you had received a message from ‘Rouge_ Émeute’. While the message contained simple instructions, it was written nicely with ‘please’s and ‘thank you’s sprinkled throughout. They wanted to meet you at a private restaurant, a restaurant you recognised to be a safe haven for Heroes to dine at without flashing cameras in their faces.

It was also an expensive restaurant, which made you feel giddy about one of the more popular heroes wanting to meet you. Putting on your best button up and slacks, you were nervous when you arrived at the restaurant. You were told to tell the hostess you were here for ‘R and D’, which you felt silly saying until the hostess gave you a bright smile, gesturing for you to follow as she weaved through the restaurant.

You passed so many famous faces as you almost had to jog to catch up with the hostess. You saw Fat Gum, Uwabami, Selkie. You’re pretty sure you even saw Red Riot and Dynamight! Wait… why is the hostess leading you straight to their table?

Hold on a second…

Oh shit.

The hostess happily gestured to the booth seat, across from the two heroes, placing a couple menus down on the table before quickly walking away. You couldn’t believe it. The number two hero and his husband, hired you, to be their companion for the evening. Red Riot had a bright grin on his face, showing off his famous pointy teeth, while Dynamight sat beside him with a scowl, arms crossed over his chest.

It was strange seeing them out of their hero costumes, Riot in a button down and maroon blazer, complementing his red hair which wasn’t spiked up in its usual style, but instead softly falling down his shoulders. Dynamight was wearing a white polo, short sleeves showing off his bulging biceps muscles, which you could see ripple with any minor movement. You scooted across the seat as you sat down, both sets of their red eyes watching you. Like an ant under a magnifying glass, you felt like you were about to burst into flames at any moment. Riot finally spoke, breaking the tension. “Punk_boi right?”

Ah yes, your username for the website. You had completely forgotten to tell them your real name, or at least whichever one of the pair you were corresponding with.

“It’s (y/n),” you responded meekly, trying to force a smile that made you look comfortable, but missing the mark.

“(y/n)… it suits you,” Riot smiled sweetly, placing his elbow on the table to rest his chin in his palm. You felt your cheeks grow warm, averting your gaze down to your lap where your fingers fiddled nervously under the table. You whispered out an appreciated thanks, shoulders tense. Dynamight kept his hard gaze on you, ruby eyes flicking over your nervous form, sitting shyly across from him. Noticing his staring, you took a deep breath, gaining the courage to talk.

“I’m so sorry, I guess I’m a little star struck, I didn’t think the number 2 hero would be interested in me,” you admitted with a nervous chuckle. Dynamight finally uncrossed his arms from his chest, instead digging his elbows into the table as he leaned closer to you.

“Yeah well, I am.” His regular volume just seemed to be slightly louder, causing a couple of glances from other tables. “What are you in this for?”

His question caught you off guard. You had heard that he was abrasive and straightforward but he still surprised you.

“I’m uh… pretty broke right now,” you admitted, eyes darting across the heroes’ faces to gauge any type of reaction, and when you didn’t see one, you decided to use this as an opportunity to turn up the charm.

“And because I want to thank the heroes that keep me safe,” you added in a sultry tone, reaching across the table to squeeze Dynamight’s hand. It was a lie though, you lived in an area with very limited patrols so there was more crime, but at least the rent was cheap because of it.

“There’s no need to thank us,” Riot said, laying his hand over yours, his large palm and fingers quickly engulfing your hand and almost covering Dynamight’s as well. You felt your blood run cold for a moment, before your face grew warm. You had assumed that you were hired just for Dynamight, maybe for some kind of cuckoldry thing but now it dawned on you. They both wanted you. “Please, order anything you like.”

The menu was the perfect barrier to cover your face as your situation started to dawn on you. Both of these men were nearly double your size, especially Red Riot, who was a mountain of a man. You weren’t sure if you could… take them both at once, let alone just Riot. Deciding to just get a pasta dish, you fiddled with your collar as you tried to steel your nerves. With your fingers threaded together, you placed them on the table to hopefully avoid anymore fidgeting to betray your calm facade.

“This is my first time doing this,” you admitted, feeling a slight weight lift from your shoulders. Dynamight’s lips turned upwards into a smirk as he huffed a short laugh.

“We could tell,” he teased. Riot chuckled as well, covering your hand with his again, his fingers soothingly stroking your wrist, fingertips just sneaking under your sleeve. Feeling the warmth in your face spread down your neck, you sheepishly turned your attention to your lap again.

“Don’t worry, it’s our first time too,” he assured.

“Wouldn’t you want someone with more experience?”

“Nah,” the blonde reached over, forefinger hooking under your chin with his thumb holding it in place as he tilted your head upward, forcing you to look at him. “We liked you too much.”

Thank god you didn’t have some kind of fire or heat quirk because you could’ve melted at that moment. Throughout the dinner, the two heroes would give you teasing touches and flirty comments, and as much as you wanted to reciprocate, they made you too flustered. By the time dinner had ended and they led you outside, the butterflies in your stomach feeling more and more like anxiety. You were about to have sex with not one stranger, but two, who were both Pro Heroes as well!

The cold night air cooled your hot face, but Dynamight’s hand on your lower back made the temperature of your cheeks a fierce competition. Riot stood in front of you to protect you from the cold breeze while requesting your phone. Hesitant, you gave him the device, watching him type away before handing it back to you.

He had created two new contacts, ‘Eijiro Kirishima’ and ‘Katsuki Bakugo’, and put them both in a group chat. Kirishima leaned down to your ear, feeling his lips brush against the metal jewellery that pierced the cartilage as he whispered, “Text us when you get home safe.”

Your mouth opened and closed as you tried to respond, brain short-circuiting when the scent of his fancy cologne filled your nostrils. Bakugo reached into his pocket, moving in closer to your other side, lips brushing against your other ear as he handed you something discreetly. “For the cab.”

Glancing down at your palm you saw a hundred dollar bill. Gawking at it, your eyes practically bulged out of your skull. “I-I-I thought-“

The two men chuckled, Bakugo sounding a little more raspy. His hand rubbed up and down your back, pressing his surprisingly soft lips to your cheek in a kiss that almost made your knees buckle.

“Not yet, sweetheart, but maybe if you’d like to see us again,” Kirishima whispered before kissing your other cheek, turning away to flag down a taxi. As soon as one pulled up, the red head opened the door for you, and Bakugo’s hand never leaving your back until you climbed into the yellow car. With quick goodbyes, you watched them walk away hand in hand.

The cab ride was short, leaving you with plenty of change which you felt guilty for keeping. Once you got inside your apartment, your anxiety washed away and was replaced with exhaustion. The rollercoaster of emotions from dinner, and from work early that day left you extremely drained. Stripping from your clothes and crawling into bed, you remembered to text the two heroes you were home safe just before drifting off. --------

A/N - ahhhhhh first time posting! please let me know if there's any mistakes or ways i can improve! likes and reposts appreciated <3

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writingwhileblvck · 7 months

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Hi I have a request. Could u pls do a short fic where an pre op MTF is making breakfast early in the morning in a lingerie thong and bra and bakugo comes up behind her and starts to touch her curves and breast pulling up her panties by the thong string while kissing her neck.

if u think this is too short you can add onto it or not. But thanks for giving space for trans readers 😇

yes of course! I hope you enjoy!

What a Surprise

Pairing: ProHero!Bakugou x MTF reader

It's been a tough week for your husband. Between long hours at the agency filling out paperwork, and villains just seeming to be coming out the woodwork, you've barley seen him. And oh how you've missed him. Fortunately for the both of you though, he's finally gotten some time off. So you decided that now would be the best time to give your man a little gift for all his hard work.

Since Bakugou went running every morning, it gave you plenty of time to shower, and put on the new lingerie set he bought you. You loved it because the lacey fabric made you look so delicate. It hugged your hips just right, your tits looked so suckable, and the thong panties were your favorite part cause they made your ass look juicy. You topped off the look with a pretty little see through robe, the wrapping paper for your... Gift. You drapped it over your shoulders and checked yourself out in the mirror.

This man was gonna devour you, okay?

So you make your way down into the kitchen to make you and your husband some breakfast while you wait for him to get home. As your chopping you hear the front door open, your heart was pounding with excitement as the footsteps got closer and closer.

"Holy fuck~" your husbands deep rasp filled the kitchen. He makes his way over to you and you jumped a little feeling a firm slap to your ass.

"You are such a fucking tease" you giggle a bit as he wrapped his strong arms around you.

"Well I wanted to surprise you" you say as you feel his warm lips against your neck, his touch turning you to putty. You feel his hands run up and down your skin, kneading your soft breast, gripping and pulling on every curve, and leaving a sweet burning sensation in its wake.

" and what a surprise it is, baby" he coos, pausing just long enough to spin you around to face him. His large hands continue to explore. He slid them up the curve of your ass, the fabric of the robe pooling around his arms as he did. He squeezed and spanked until your cheeks were red. Then he toyed with band of your thong pulling it higher and higher, watching you squirm from the friction. He loved how sensitive you were.

Then he stopped, folding his arms across his broad chest as he studied you.

"Strip for me. now. But leave the panties, there gonna look real pretty when my dick is inside you." he said with a smirk

God you loved this man, the way he spoke to you fogged your mind. All you could think about was his touch as let the robe slide off your arms to the floor. Slowly you unclipped your bra, the cool air making your nipples harden. Once you were done he sauntered up to you, gently gripping your chin to make you look at him.

"That's my good little slut, now I want you to go upstairs and wait for me. I'll Be up there in a second." He said with one final smack to your ass.

You could feel your husbands burning hot gaze as you slowly walked off. The excitement was bubbling inside of you at the thought of all the unholy things he was about to do to you.

Today was gonna be fun.

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vrisrezis · 1 year

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Could you give some headcanons about BNHA characters helping their transmasc boyfriend with his testosterone shots because he has a fear of needles? You can pick the characters 🤗

Bakugou just is kinda like “MAN UP” and sticks the needle in . LOL. He loves you tho ❤️

Izuku on the other hand is actually nice about it, he also hates needles lol. Tells you not to look and puts on a show to distract you, problem is he takes his sweet time LMAO

Hawks is understanding of your fear cuz he also hates them. Is kinda like “I knowww:( I’m sorry but you hafta” and reminds you of the benefits of taking your shot before doing it .

Dabi just doesn’t get it. Stabs you with that needle before you even have a chance to be worried about shit lol

Shigaraki finds you to be a pain in the ass but does it before he is a trans ally and loves you <3 “if you don’t stop squirming I will turn you into dust . STOP”

#shigaraki x y/n #shigaraki x you #shigaraki x reader #dabi x reader #touya x reader #hawks x gn!reader #hawks x reader #keigo x reader #mha x y/n #mha x reader #bnha x trans reader #bnha x gn!reader #hawks x male reader #izuku midoryia x reader #izuku x reader #bakugou x you #katsuki bakugou x reader

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sweetheart4you · 1 month

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Yandere Bakugou. Because I want attention and no one's giving it to me.

Yandere Bakugou will definitely act like he hates you for as long as possible. That is until he can't deny his love for you.

Once he can't deny it, he starts to make you food, he follows you around, carries your bag for you, and is very cuddly.

I mean, anytime you're standing, his arms are wrapped around your waist and stomach with his head on your shoulder, glaring at whomever you're talking to.

Anytime you text or call, he immediately responds, even if it's just a, “I'm really busy, Teddybear, I won't be able to respond for a few days”

#sweetheart4you #male reader #x male y/n #gay #trans #yandere #yandere x darling #mha #mha x reader #mha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou #bakugou x you #bakugou x y/n

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nyaniikat · 10 months

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Alpha ftm reader x bakugo 👉🏻👈🏻 reader is really Stoic and cold (even more then todo) and refuses to fight other students when they train. But when villains attack he gets really violent and protective of his classmates and especially bakugo.

Thank you for this request!

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Alpha Ftm reader/Omega Bakugou

-Reader has a healing quirk however the more he uses it on someone it can start to hurt them. Reader can also use a bow and arrow since they use it as a defense weapon in case there is an enemy charging from afar and they need to protect the injured.

7/7/2023: I did not proofread this properly so I apologize if you suffer a lot reading this. This fic was started months ago

Fem aligned DNI

Masterlist

Another earful from Aizawa sensei. This time he was threatening you to get your shit together when fighting other students for training, Aizawa sensei having a mothers anger but a dads concern really sent chills down your back.

You didn't like fighting with other students, the only ones you would fight were villains. Accidentally hurting people with your quirk fears you but no one would know with the stone look on your face. Your classmates were scared to talk to you or involve you with anything as you didn't look the type to involve yourself in things. You barely show any emotion and the way you tower over (almost) everyone is already enough to make them feel afraid of you. It didn't help that people knew you were trans, your classmates assured you that they don't really care and they like you as you however the weird rumours from other students were something that couldn't be easily ignored.

But, there was one person in class you can't seem to get out of your head. Bakugou Katsuki, the hot-headed omega that acted like a proper alpha, honestly? that's the hottest thing you've seen an omega be and he isn't like that to be attention seeking but to always try to get some sort of point across in an aggressive way. You were definitely interested in him, but your short answers were something that annoyed him and so he didn't want to talk to you at all and ignored your attempts for a conversation and a lunch or dinner out.

At some point he agreed to be by your side but only temporarily as he wasn't entirely attached to you the way you were to him.

"I'm only agreeing to this because your quirk is useful if I'm injured shithead" Is what he says

It hurts to hear that but you were determined to make him fully yours.

Then suddenly your boss told you, you were going for a team-up as there were a handful of difficult villains on the street wrecking everything, they needed your quirk on the field as things weren't going so well.

However, when you and your team arrived it was a mess, you saw a few of your classmates injured and being taken away from the fight while others did their best to help the pros. But your breath hitched and everything fell silent to your ears when you saw the one guy you were interested in fall to the ground struggling to pick himself up,

That's when your anger got to you, seeing your classmates especially Bakugou being injured and trying to pick themself up despite the broken bones hurt you. Even though you don't say much and minimize your interaction with your classmate they are still people important to you and people that made you feel warm inside, and it didn't help that one of those people that made you feel warm inside was your potential mate.

Grabbing your bow and arrow you immediately start shooting at the enemy whilst heading over to Bakugou. but a pro hero started covering for you as you ran to get to Bakugou, kneeling down over his tired body and picking it up with ease sprinting to a safe place to heal him.

A majority of the injured had quirks that worked long-range or was a support quirk so they still helped out from the safe zone. But right now your main focus was on him, broken bones, large open wounds on his body, and multiple scars that covered him. Focusing your all on healing his bones first and closing up the large wounds, your hands covered in his blood desperately trying to close it up.

"Heal heal heal please.. heal..."

Closing your eyes, you felt yourself get dizzy as the energy in your body slowly drained out to save the other. At this point, you were getting reckless by the second. You didn't even care if you stood by his side by the end of this fight, just as long as he was alive you would feel relieved even from the grave.

A coughing noise entered your hearing, and your eyes shot open at the sight of Bakugou coughing as his breathing started to even you felt a breath of relief leave your body but the lack of energy you now have is making you feel light-headed from using your quirk past its limit. Quickly wrapping up Bakugous's wound, make sure to clean up the blood as best you can.

A hand was placed on your shoulder, looking up you see Aizawa giving a concerned look.

"Right after this you're resting, you've pushed yourself beyond your limit."

"Wait what about the others who are injured?"

"They're being taken care of and the villain has been captured. I expect to see you resting in a bit."

You nodded your head, as you finish wrapping up the guy you have a silly crush on. Standing up, Aizawa led you to another area where you could take a quick water break and get some quick shut-eye to regain some strength.

"WHERE'S THAT IDIOT?!"

Your eyes now wide open, feeling startled you got your bow out and started pointing to where the noise is coming from. All you saw next was a guy running towards you, holding you by the collar, and then yelling at you about how you're an idiot for trying to save him and not other people on the field. But due to your tiredness, you didn't register the fact that Bakugou was holding you up and shaking you around like a dusty tablecloth until he dragged you somewhere that was quiet.

"Hey, heyy you're supposed to be resting! you're not meant to be up for another 3 hours"

"3 HOURS MY ASS, YOU NEED 3 HOURS"

"OKAY okay! I get it! Now stop yelling or else you won't be able to speak for 2 weeks"

Saying that shut him up real quick as he looks away with a 'tsk'

"Can you uh.. stop holding me now? I mean I don't mind you holding me but I know you definitely mind holding me."

He didn't let his hands go off the collar of your shirt

"Uhm Baku-

" When I got up the first thing Kirishima and Deku told me was that you rescued me and used your energy on me ya know."

Now you were the one that shut up real quick

"I know how much you've been making an effort to make me your mate but this is not the way to do it. You and I both know that you shouldn't be using all your energy on one person."

Now you were the one looking away with a 'tsk'

"You were bleeding a lot Katsuki, so I had to concentrate on you. I can still heal other people ya know. Even if I'm trying to make you my mate I still put my duty first"

"Is that duty to come straight running to me only to heal me with every energy you have despite knowing you could possibly hurt me in the process?"

He let go of you

"Oi look at me"

You look at him with fear and worry in your eyes whilst he looked back at you with concern

"Stop trying so hard, I already agreed to be by your side, didn't I?

"Yeah but you said it was temporary and you only want me for my quirk"

"Yeah and I lied"

"What?"

"I don't mind you being my mate"

"Even.. if I don't say much"

"Even if you don't say much"

"Even though I'm trans..?"

"Since when the fuck being trans means you're an entirely different person? You're still you, from when you introduced yourself to me and other people, and right now in this conversation, you're still you"

"But what about those rumors?"

"Fuck those rumors, they're not even in our class or good friends with you to say shit like that! I'll beat them up later"

"Ah ah ah no beating people up"

"What?! why not?!"

"Because you still need to recover. Do you think you can beat people up right now?"

"Tsk I'll beat them up AFTER I'm done recovering dumbass"

You laughed a little, with the mood finally lightening up Katsuki gave a lazy smile

"So are you becoming my mate or not dumbass?"

"Hey I'm the one supposed to be asking that"

"Fuck that who cares, yes or no?!"

You grabbed him by the waist pulling him close to you, chest to chest

"Yes, and I know this is a terrible situation to ask considering you're injured but can I kiss you?"

"You ask too many fucking questions"

Katsuki says as he puts a hand behind your head to yank you in for a kiss and you accepted.

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"WOOOO LETS GO BAKUGO AND Y/N!!"

"WOOT WOOT!"

"WHAT THE FUCK HOW LONG WERE YOU GUYS STANDING THERE"

"WE FOLLOWED YOU TWO AND WE GOT TO SEE YOU MAKKKKEEE OUTTTT"

"WE WERE NOT MAKING OUT, GET OVER HERE"

Katsuki pushed you away as he went to chase after his red, yellow and pink-haired friends

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lone-wolf-nergiganos · 1 year

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Bakugou X Bullied! Trans Male Reader Fluff Headcanons

Ever since you and Bakugou started dating, almost everyone started bullying you at school.

You tried your best to avoid getting bullied, but your attempts were futile. That is until Bakugou found out about the constant bullying despite you not telling him anything about it, due to you thinking that he would break up with you because you didn't resolve the situation yourself.

Bakugou did scold you for not telling him about it, but thankfully he didn't break up with you, instead he decided to protect you like a good boyfriend

The bullying continued for some time until Bakugou raised hell on the bullies, and since then, the bullying had reduced into nothing

Thanks to Bakugou's efforts, you could finally go to school safely without worrying about getting bullied

Bakugou had done such a big number on your bullies to the point where they avoid the two of you, they even apologized to you for bullying you everyday. Guess that'll teach them not to mess with you

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gardenofnoah · 1 year

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(cw: this is smut. MDNI, and don’t read it if you don’t like it. please do not report the work, just kindly move along like a normal human being thanks love u (other tags: a little bit of objectification, lots of praise, fingering, oral sex, katsuki calls reader a good girl once, names of body parts, trans!bakugou, fluff)).

thinking about helping bakugou take off his binding tape.

you stand behind him, brushing your lips over the ridge of his shoulder while the water beats at his chest. your fingers reach around to grip the edges of the tape, pulling gently as the adhesive dissolves under the hot water.

they come up with ease and your hands replace them, massaging and groping at his chest. fingers pinching his soft nipples.

“what’re y’doin—“ it’s a little breathless, a little slurred, and it makes you smile. he tips his head back to tap against your own at a particularly harsh tug of his nipple.

“just making sure the adhesive is off,” you tell him innocently, kissing the junction of his shoulder and his neck, making his breath stutter in his chest. you wrap your fingers around the arm at his side and pull him around until he’s facing you.

and isn’t he a sight. nipples red and pebbled from your wandering hands, face flushed a similar shade (from the steam of the shower or you, you can’t be sure). bottom lip drawn between his teeth as he eyes you through hooded lids.

“actually,” you lean in to press a chaste kiss to his throat, and then his collarbone, “i think i missed some.”

you don’t give him much warning before you pull his nipple into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the little bud before grazing your teeth over it in the way you know drives him crazy.

and you feel it has, if the way his cock, swollen and poking through his folds, ruts against your hip is anything to go by. you pull back to watch, letting him use you a little, mostly fascinated by how big he is against your skin. his fingers thread through the hair on the back of your head, and he pulls you to him until your forehead rests against the sharp cut of his cheekbone. he pants into your ear as he drags his cock along the curve of your body and the wave of arousal that nearly makes your knees buckle cannot be helped.

“katsuki,” you breathe, sliding your hand between your bodies to cup him, reveling in the groan he lets out at the weight of your palm against him. you slide your hand up until your fingers can curl around him, stroking him lightly. you hold back your own groan at the mess between his legs—all hot and slick and hard, just for you.

“want to feel this fat cock inside of me,” you whine in his ear, because you know it’ll get him to buckle and because you do. it’s actually all you can think about right now—the weight of his hips pinning you as he drags himself through your folds, the way you’d clamp down around him when he pushed inside you.

so caught up in the day dream are you that you startle a little when he crushes his mouth to yours. it’s immediately so much—the heat of the water against your slippery bodies, the way he presses you back against the cooler tile and takes over all of your senses.

you pant into his mouth when his fingers reach around the back of your knee and pull your leg up to hitch over his hip. his fingers brush against where you are soaking and the moan he lets out is nearly enough to make you cum on the spot.

“all this for me?” he rasps, running the backs of his fingers through your mess. he brushes against your clit and your knee buckles, but he has you pressed against the tile so tightly that you think you could go deadweight and you wouldn’t budge. he brings his hand to his mouth, pulling his fingers apart to watch your slick stretch between them. he brings his hand to your mouth and your lips part almost unconsciously, tongue wrapping around his knuckles before he can even tell you to.

“good fuckin’ girl,” he rasps, leaning forward to press a kiss against your temple. he pulls his fingers from your mouth and reaches down to spread you apart, slotting his hips between yours. it takes some maneuvering, but he’s practiced—the head of his cock brushes against your entrance, gathering your slick and dragging it up so he can rub it against your clit.

you’re beside yourself now—whining and babbling against the skin of his throat between licks, sucks, and bites down the column of it. he pays you no mind, captivated by the silkiness and the warmth of you.

“you want me to fill this messy little pussy?” he growls against your temple, and you keen— it’s not often that katsuki indulges you like this. he’s usually full of praise and gentle touches, coaxing you off the ledge with careful fingers and soft tongue—but you love it when he gets a little mouthy.

“i—please, baby, i need it—“

“y’need it?” and you can hear the grin as he keeps up the movement of his hips, so fucking good but not enough, “how bad, princess?”

“please kat—it hurts—need you inside.”

he tuts like he thinks you’re pitiful, and you feel yourself clamp down around nothing. something about the way he patronizes you makes you so unbelievably shameless. you’re nearly delirious, licking up his neck like the taste of his skin can get you off. right now, it might.

“my poor baby,” he coos, and you shiver—his voice is dangerous now, against your ear, “get on your knees.”

you’ve never moved so fast in your life—so sudden that he nearly loses his grip on you, hissing at you to be careful. you pay him no mind, settling down on your knees in front of him, tongue automatically poking out from your lips as you blink up at him. you barely feel the cut of the tile into your skin—so enamored you are by the cheshire grin that spreads slow across his face.

“look at you,” he murmurs, brushing your damp hair back from your face. the spray of the water is shielded by his broad frame, and the cool air near the floor pulls goosebumps to the surface of your skin.

“slutty little baby already knows what t’do,” he presses his thumb against the flat of your tongue—you let him open your mouth and play there until he’s content.

he steps closer to you, and he’s close enough now that you can smell him—you pant, open mouthed, trying to take more of him in. he chuckles darkly.

“sweet thing,” he murmurs, pushing his hips forward to rub the tip of his cock over your tongue, “suck.”

at his word, your lips close around him—your tongue swirls over the head and your hollow out your cheeks, head bobbing up and down the length of him. feeling yourself drip down your legs as your tongue cradles the underside of his shaft.

“fuck,” he gasps above you, fingers coming down to weave through your hair. he presses you closer until your nose is tickled by his thick pubic hair. you breathe in his heavy scent, feeling grateful that the water hadn’t washed it away yet. you swallow around him and he lets out a string of expletives that go straight to your core.

you pull off of him, fingers coming up to stroke his length as your tongue seeks out where he is swollen and dripping. you push inside him gently and his hips buck.

“oh, fucking—yeah, baby, that’s good,” he groans, grinding his hips down to meet your tongue.

the taste of him is intoxicating—his slick dribbles off your tongue and down your chin, and you feel a little grief at wasting it but refuse to stop fucking him, not with the way he sounds right now—

all at once he pulls back, still gripping you by the hair as he pants, trying to collect himself. after a moment, he crouches down to your level, pulling you toward him until your lips are mere centimeters apart. the spray of the water flicks a few drops in your face and you don’t even notice, so enthralled by the man in front of you.

“my sweet baby waited long enough, hm?”

and you whine, long and pitiful, rubbing your thighs together unconsciously to soothe yourself. he watches you do this with a fondness that makes the ache so much worse.

he stands and reaches behind him to turn the shower off. he turns back to you, eyes raking over you, feeling a wave of pride at the way you’re still there on your knees—you really are a great listener.

“lay down, sweetheart.”

and so you do, back against the cooling tile. you spread yourself open for him, basking in his praise when you do.

he settles on his knees between your legs, hands running up the backs of your thighs to push your knees to your chest.

“hold ‘em there for me, angel.”

he settles over you, leaning over to press a devastatingly soft kiss to your lips, and then another, and so lost you are in him that when he finally brushes cock over your aching clit, you nearly come out of your skin.

“there y’go,” he says over your wails, reaching to wrap a hand around your throat, “so fuckin’ messy, baby. drippin’ down your ass right now.”

and he doesn’t give you any time to respond—not that you would’ve been able to, anyway—before he’s pressing the head of his cock inside of you.

“jesus christ,” he grits out between his teeth, “you gotta let me in, angel.”

but he’s only saying it to say it, because then he’s bullying his way in until he’s flush against you. his free hand comes down to where your bodies meet, and his thumb brushes over your achy clit. you clamp down around him, and he feels the way you whine against the hand he has wrapped around your throat.

he grinds his hips against yours, his own eyelids fluttering at the way you suck him into your body.

“y’gonna cum like this, pretty baby?”

“y-yes,” you wail, and it makes him smile.

leans down a little closer so you can see his face, tightening his grip minutely around your throat. he’s never really been into choking and neither are you—it’s more about the control. of showing you that he has you. it’s a comfort for both of you.

“go ahead, sweet girl. want this pussy to cum all over me.”

and you are nothing if not obedient, so you do, and hard. he never stops the brush of his thumb over your swollen clit, dragging out your orgasm with every stroke over it. you flutter around him at a pace that makes him dizzy, and he lets you take what you need from him—meets the stutter of your hips with his own deep grinds as you writhe underneath him. he ruts his hips against yours slowly, intentionally, until you’re shivering and over stimulated. you pulls his cock from you and revels in the slick sound it makes. it aches where it hangs between his folds and he can feel himself dripping between his legs, but he ignores it for the moment.

he leans over you, leaning down to meet your lips in a kiss of comfort. you sigh into it, and it makes him smile. he strokes the side of your throat with the pad of his thumb.

“you with me, baby?”

you hum, eyes blinking open slowly to look at him. he’s so beautiful it makes you ache. “want to make you cum, kat.”

“oh, angel, you don’t have—“

his words dissolve into a groan when you reach up to swipe your fingers through his heat.

“but i want to,” you whisper, teasing his messy little hole with the pad of your finger, “want to feel you.”

his face screws up with the concentration it takes to not sink down on your fingers completely. he jerks his head down, a quick nod. “y-yeah,” he chokes out, nodding again, “yes.”

you smile, pushing two fingers up until his body swallows them completely. you set a lazy pace, fucking up into him as he trembles above you.

he’s on his elbows, caging your head between them as he pants into your temple.

“touch that big cock for me, kat.”

he moans something pitiful into your ear and follows your directive. you bring your chin to you chest to watch him when he does—fascinated at the way his fingers tug at his length, all deep reddish-brown and impossibly hard. your fingers curve inside him and he nearly collapses on top of you. you watch as his slick rolls down your hand in fat beads.

“need you to cum, my love,” you coo, turning to rub your cheek against his. you’ve both completely forgotten that you’re on the cold shower floor—he’s taken over all of your senses.

“gonna—gonna cum,” he chokes out, his fingers speeding up over his cock. your fingers scissor inside of him, stretching him out, filling him up. “oh fuck, fuck, yeah, please—“

he lets out one more breathy “haah—fuck” before he goes rigid above you, squeezing your fingers tightly as he cums. his hips fall to meet yours, grinding your fingers deeper into him as he drags his twitching cock over the soft of your belly. you turn your head to kiss him, swallowing his moans and whines like they could sustain you.

he goes soft above you eventually, body moulding on top of yours like he’s boneless. you crane your neck to press a kiss to his jaw.

“we can’t sleep here, you know.”

he huffs, pulling your head into the crook of his neck with trembling fingers. you nuzzle into his throat.

“why not?” he grumbles, fingers soothing through a knot in your hair.

“i’m not sleeping on the tile, you big baby. we have a bed.”

he pinches your earlobe and you squeak in protest. it makes him smile. right now, he feels more content than he thinks he’s ever, crowded on the shower floor with you.

this fic belongs to me (@gardenofnoah). i do not allow anyone to repost, edit, or reproduce this work.

#don't ask me a single thing about this.#i cannot stress enough how insane i am about this man #i am fucking unhinged and i do not want to talk about it #trans!bakugou #trans!katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #bakugou drabble #mha smut #bakugou katsuki x reader #bkg it's the little things

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muttfr0mmars · 1 year

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bakugou katsuki x reader

cw: gn reader, implied transmasculine ?? but no pronouns used. pure fluff, katsuki has the day off, implied transmasc katsuki, slightly suggestive content near the end, katsuki's a menace who wakes up early, u shower together <3 food tw he makes u breakfast

an: i wrote this in a craze i love him i miss him i want him 😞 p self indulgent but general enough that i wanted 2 share <33

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when you blink your eyes open in the morning, katsuki's side of the bed is made and cool like you expected. his alarm goes off at dawn even on his days off.

you huff and yank the covers from his side to wrap yourself up, nuzzling back into your pillow fully intent on going back to sleep. you doze off for what seems like a second, but the next thing you know you're being tugged down the bed by your ankles.

gasping in fright, you bolt up only to melt in relief at the sight of your partner's wicked grin. he's still in his gym clothes, muscles defined in the athletic wear as he wiggles your legs.

"katsuki, you dick! don't do that!" you bemoan, flopping back down. "you almost killed me!"

cackling, katsuki straddles your thighs, knees digging into the bed as he puts his full weight on you. "good, are you finally gonna get up? i've been back for half an hour."

you glare up at him weakly. "that means it's 8:30 in the morning."

"yeah?"

"you're obnoxious."

he shrugs and swings his leg off you and off the bed. "get up or i'm burning breakfast," he threatens as he heads towards the door.

"joke's on you, i don't eat breakfast," you muffle into your pillow.

suddenly, something lands on the back of your head. "hey--!" you start, but the words die in your throat.

katsuki leans against the doorway, shirtless and a little red in the face as he stares you down, chewing on his lip. "haven't showered yet," he says softly, temptingly.

you ball his shirt in your hand and scramble out of bed, crowding against his back and ushering him towards the bathroom. "go, go, go, go, go!" you cheer, patting his butt with each word.

"you're a perv. horny all the time," he gripes.

stepping into the bathroom, you strip of what you slept in as katsuki twists on the shower. he absentmindedly brushes an eyelash from your cheek before moving out of the way to allow you in. you step under the hot spray of water and sigh in content. warmth furls in your chest when katsuki gets in beside you, bullying you away from the water with shooing hands and grumbles.

"mm, big boy," you tease as you wrap your arms around him from behind, pressing your face into his back.

he makes a disgruntled sound and puts his hands over yours. "bein' clingy," he whines, even as he pushes his back to your front.

"suck it up," you retort, hiding your smile in his shoulder when he squirms.

"i need to actually get clean, shitty nerd."

you pout, but grab his body wash anyway. "i like you stinky, though."

"you're so gross. vile. foul," he immediately spits and you dissolve into laughter as you start washing his back. he huffs and let's his chin drop to his chest when your fingers rub firm circles over his knotted muscles.

"you like it. stinky." you smack a noisy kiss in the center of his back when you're done, and motion for him to turn around.

he does so easily, and he watches you through heavy lidded eyes as you take to his chest, taking care to be extra gentle with his scars. you purse your lips in an air kiss and the corner of his mouth twitches before he leans in to give you a real kiss. humming, you back him up under the spray again as he tilts his head for more of your lips.

"spoilin' me," he grumbles once he pulls away, blinking the water from his eyelashes.

you lean in to give him one more kiss with a smile. "mhmm. you're washing your hair though," you assert playfully, reaching for your own shampoo.

he merely grunts his assent and gives your hip a pinch.

by the time you two get out, the water's gone lukewarm and your fingers have gone all pruney.

"you wanting to do anything today? it's your day off," you ask him as you're toweling your hair dry.

katsuki furrows his brow in thought as he applies medicinal salve to his chest scars, rubbing the excess on yours. "i haven't been hiking for a while," he muses. he gives you wry look. "you'd complain the whole time."

"i would not," you protest, shoving his arm lightly.

"would too," he retorts, putting his towel on the rack. "'m gonna make food, whaddya want?"

"i don't eat breakfast," you sing after him.

you hear him groan as he walks to the kitchen. "start!"

smiling to yourself, you take your toothbrush from beside his and do your morning rituals. your heart grows fonder the more you look around and realize how you've made katsuki's place yours as well.

once you've gotten dressed, you pad into the kitchen after katsuki.

"goddamn, kats. you do know the windows are open?" you ask incredulously as you take in the scene before you.

katsuki stands over the stove, still completely naked as he cooks.

he looks at you with a raised brow. "yeah? we're on the penthouse floor, not like anyone's gonna see," he reasons.

"yeah, except hawks," you joke, taking a seat at the bar and resting your chin in your palm. he pauses, expression horrifed, and you burst into laughter.

"don't say that shit, you'll make me paranoid," he growls. you see the way he peeks at the window and you can't stop your chuckles.

by the time breakfast is ready, your body's woken up enough to get hungry, ans your stomach growls loud when katsuki sets omlets and rice out.

"so hiking or no hiking?" you question between bites.

katsuki scoffs and swipes a grain of rice from your cheek with his finger. "another time. i've already showered and don't wanna shower again."

you hum with a nod and keep eating.

he takes a bite, watching you all the while with an unreadable expression. "plus, i can think of other strenuous activities to do on my day off," he suggests, ears a little red but eyes trailing over your form.

your face abruptly runs hot and you cough, looking up at him in surprise. you recover quickly and katsuki watches, slightly amused.

"yeah, hot stuff? so forward," you tease, already reaching for him.

his eyes narrow fondly and he rounds the counter. you slip your arms around his waist and plant a kiss in the center of his chest. your lips trail over his collarbone and up his neck, along his defined jaw, and he shivers a bit. it makes you smile against his skin.

when you kiss him on the mouth, he smiles. "you taste like egg," he whispers.

you shush him with a quiet laugh and he squeezes your thigh, already crowding himself between your legs. "man, cooks me breakfast and wants to bang me? we'll make a house husband of you yet," you mumble against his lips.

he snorts and rubs your noses together. "better get me a fat fuckin' diamond," he grumbles.

you smile and settle your arms over his shoulder, scratching lightly at the back of his head. "anything for you, princess."

if the downstairs neighbors hear katsuki chasing you around for a good five to ten minutes after that, they keep it to themselves.

#bakugou katsuki #bnha #bakugou x reader #mha #bnha oneshots #trans katsuki <3 #trans reader #mha x you #mha x trans reader #bnha x you #bnha x trans reader #ripping my hair out i absolutely adore him #sick in the head w thoughts of him <//3

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fushigurosboy · 2 years

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Take That Back

Character(s): Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroko Shouto Fandom: MHA Pronouns: they/he Warnings: none Info: user has an ice quirk FEM ALINGED DNI!!

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Katsuki: *taps gently on the table*

Y/N: *taps back*

Shouto: what are they doing?

Izuku: morse code

Katsuki: *aggressively taps table*

Y/N: *slams their hand down on table, covering it with ice* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!

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laxuscouldnever · 2 years

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Bakugou Katsuki x Trans!Boyfriend!Reader

Today, Y/N and Bakugou were walking through the mall. It was Saturday and both of them had gotten permission to leave the campus. Neither of them really considered it a "date," but they were enjoying each other's presence.

"Katsuki, do you wanna go look in the clothing store? I know you need some new shirts," Y/N said.

"Yeah, whatever," Bakugou said and followed Y/N through the mall.

Y/N and Bakugou looked through the clothing racks and picked out shirts for Bakugou. All was going well until Y/N heard some girls snickering behind him.

"Ew, she looks like a tomboy!" one of them said. The other girls laughed at the comment. Y/N felt his face go red and tears prick his eyes.

"Yeah, she's never going to get someone to like her if she keeps dressing like that," another said, laughter following behind.

Y/N tried his best to ignore them, but it did hurt a lot. Bakugou must've noticed because he walked over to the group of girls before Y/N could stop him.

"Listen here, if you EVER talk about my boyfriend like that again, I'll blast you into next week," Bakugou let small explosions go off in his hand to show he was being serious. "He's hot as fuck and way out of everyone's league. So, why don't you go fuck off somewhere?" Bakugou yelled.

Y/N ran over to Bakugou and grabbed his arm. "Katsuki, stop. You're gonna get in trouble."

"Hell if I care! They're not gonna disrespect you and get away with it!"

Two officers walked over to Bakugou and Y/N and ordered the couple to come with them. Y/N agreed and forced Bakugou to follow.

Once the officers lead them to a room, they asked if they went to U.A. Y/N told them that they did, they were part of the first year hero course.

One of the officers left the room and the other sat down at the desk, seeming to do some paperwork. Y/N sighed.

"Katsuki, you can't act like that in public," he said.

"I can act however they want! They almost made you cry! I wasn't letting them get away with that!" Bakugou said. Y/N smiled.

"Thank you for sticking up for me. I really appreciate it." Y/N planted a soft kiss to Bakugou's cheek, causing a pink blush to cross Bakugou's face.

"H-Hey! I'm suppose to kiss YOU! I'm the top here!" Bakugou said, loudly. The officer cleared his throat as a sign that they needed to quiet down.

"Sorry, 'Suki, I couldn't help myself."

At that moment, the officer who had left before walked in, Aizawa following him. "Alright, you two, let's go," Aizawa said and motioned for them to follow. The couple stood up and walked out of the room.

"I can only assume Bakugou is the 'angry student threatening to blast other shoppers into next week,'" Aizawa said.

"Sorry, sensei," Bakugou apologized. Both Aizawa and Y/N had expressions of surprise on their face at Bakugou's apology.

"Yeah, just don't do it again," Aizawa said and they continued to walk back to campus.

Halfway through the walk, Y/N felt fingers intertwine with his. He looked down and saw that Bakugou was holding his hand, something he rarely did in public. Y/N interlocked his fingers with Bakugou's and that's how they walked.

#bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou #my hero academia #mha #my hero imagines #male reader #x reader #x male reader #trans reader #shouta aizawa

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cloudy-zephyr · 1 year

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Bakugou x trans masc! Reader (he/they pronouns used!) Who's on their period

Anyone can read this, but know this one is for the transmascs ♡ also it's not written that bakugoi is cis so you can totally imagine him as trans as well, we love t4t bakugou ♡

Genre: fluff, headcanons

Cws: blood, swearing from bakugou

☆ this man is perfect to be around when you're on your period and lemme tell you why

☆ if you're having bad cramps and can't seem to sleep? He's literally got built in heating pads. He can (and will) warm up his hands and rest them on your stomach, lower back, or wherever it hurts!

☆ he definitely makes sure you aren't binding too much!! Checks in on you and makes sure you're drinking enough water and eating well

"You gotta take care of yourself, dumbass."

☆ being a pro hero means he isn't squeamish to blood, so if you bleed on the sheets/the couch/your clothes no worries! He'll gently send you off to take a warm shower and he cleans up. He might even throw a towel in the dryer so it's warm for you when you get out

☆ he doesn't let you bad talk yourself, or your body, just because it functions in a way you wish you didn't. Saying you hate your body? Katsuki wouldn't allow it.

"Just because it feels bad right now, doesn't mean your body is bad. Your body is good and helps do so many things, like be my amazing and loving boyfriend."

☆ he makes your favorite foods and stocks up on your favorite snacks for the week.

☆ he avoids, as much as possible, making your dysphoria any worse than it is (or maybe it isn't! Remember that everyone's experience is unique and may not feel dysphoric on their period ♡)

☆ he doesn't treat you any differently than usual, besides spoiling you with breakfast in bed, because he doesn't want to make you feel less than or helpless

☆ if you do like being babied though, then be prepared to be taken care of!

☆ katsuki is a very good boyfriend <3

I hope you enjoyed!! And im trying new layouts? I want my stuff to be more aesthetically pleasing

#🐱💥 bakugou 💥🐱#bakugou x reader #katsuki x trans masc reader #mha #bnha #bakugou headcannons

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danyvhell-writes · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Male Reader Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Trans Male Reader, Trans Bakugou Katsuki, Trans Male Bakugou Katsuki, t4t, Trans Character, Mutual Pining, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Sad with a Happy Ending, Inspired by Music, One Shot, Teen Crush, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Crying, Opening Up, Gender Dysphoria, Talking About Dysphoria, Holding Hands, Falling In Love, Small kisses, First Kiss, Soft Bakugou Katsuki, Self-Indulgent, Reader Has a Quirk (My Hero Academia), Reader is french because yes, Bakugou Katsuki-centric, This is very soft and I'm here for it, Bakugou enjoys your company, Making Out, Kinda, English isn't my first language so sorry in advance if there's any mistakes, My First Work in This Fandom

Words : 8477

Summary:

They expected to have a great time this afternoon. But it didn't go as planned.

All of that because of a stupid song.

The two boys felt sorry for each other.

-I swear this isn't as sad as it seems to be ! This fic is for all my transmascs out there who love Bakugou-

If you’re searching for some good male T4T, this is for you !

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haik-hero · 2 years

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clownwritesfanfic · 5 days

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I Could Be A Good Mother, and I Wanna Be Your Wife

Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Summary: Class 1A is given the surprise task of caring for baby dolls. Everyone is randomly paired up in two’s, and it’s just your luck that you get your crush as a partner.

Warnings: Bakugou may be a little ooc but I don’t care

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 6,512

Disclaimer: Reader is kept as diverse as possible but wears a skirt, uses the girls locker room, has long enough hair to run fingers through, calls herself ‘mother’, being able to birth a child, and was originally written with a fem aligned person in mind. This is safe for poc, and plus size readers. The majority of the fic is also safe for trans women readers but the bonus at the end is not. (Y/N) is used only once.

Important info before you read‼️

This fic was written originally with an OC of mine in mind, however, most people don’t read Canon x OC and while I normally wouldn’t care and wrote one anyway, I am very proud of this and want as many people to read it as possible and hopefully enjoy it. So with that in mind, I took out any describing factors and her name but I did keep some of her backstory and her quirk. If that bothers you, you can move on but I hope you read it anyway because I’m very proud of this.

Also, there is another OC of mine in this story, Usagi. She’s not integral to the plot and has no speaking roles. I had to add her to keep the class even, otherwise someone would’ve been a single parent.

Any feedback is very welcome and appreciated!

Title is inspired by ‘not a lot, just forever’ by Adrianna Lenker but the fic is unrelated.

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It was a Monday, a few weeks after the majority of Class 1A got their provisional hero licenses when Midnight and Recovery Girl entered the classroom. Aizawa had taken it upon himself to snuggle up in his yellow sleeping bag and take a nap after introducing the two women, leaving them to explain what today’s class is.

The students expected Midnight, considering she had taught a few of their classes before, but there were murmurs of why the school nurse was there.

“Listen up boys and girls! We have a very special and unique class for today!” Midnight announced as she raised her hand in the air, her leather whip clutched in her hand, catching the attention of everyone (who was awake) in the room.

“Today isn’t about hero work or everyday schoolwork. This lesson is special, it will help you all later in your lives if you choose this path. The path being….PARENTHOOD!” She exclaimed while striking an enthusiastic pose.

“Wait, what?!” “Seriously?” “What do you mean?!” A series of voices could be heard throughout the classroom.

“Settle down!” Midnight got the attention of the students. “This lesson is the most important lesson anyone can learn. Whether you want to become a parent or not, learning how to care for babies and children is a vital and selfless aspect of life.”

There were a couple hushed protests among the class but Recovery Girl talked over them. “You will have one week to care for these babies.” She explained as she pulled out eleven baby dolls of various genders and races. “These dolls are specially made for things like this. These babies will cry, make noises, “sleep”, “eat”, and soil its diaper like a real baby. They’re also able to record and grade you based on how quickly you can figure out and resolve its problem. And be careful what you say around it and how you say things. They can detect anger and verbal abuse which will drastically affect your score. Now…any questions?”

A bunch of hands were instantly raised. But that didn’t matter since Bakugou stood up and slammed his hands onto his desk and yelled. “WHAT THE HELL DO WE HAVE TO RAISE SOME DUMB BABIES FOR?! THIS IS THE HERO COURSE NOT A NURSEY COURSE!”

“Sit down.” Midnight said sternly. She took over the conversation. “While this lesson isn’t exactly meant to play into your hero work, this knowledge can be beneficial out in the field. For example, in some rescue operations, it can take hours for a child to be reunited with their family. Most of the time, medics will take the child and work with police to try and reunite them with their parents, but there are times where a hero must step in and care for and comfort the child. With older children around three to five years old, they’re easier to calm down. You can talk to them and explain the situation and reassure them. But babies and younger children are harder to console in high stress situations. If you learn these things now, you won’t be stressed if you ever get caught in a situation where you’re in charge of a small child. A lot of heroes are inexperienced with child care unless they are a parent themselves or have young family members. Think of this as getting ahead of a problem before it even starts. Make sense?”

Bakugou grumbled and sat back down.

“Eeeee This is going to be fun! We get to take care of cute babies!” Ashido squealed.

“I don’t think it will be that fun, Mina. Babies are a lot of hard work and dedication.” Asui chimed in, a finger lifted up to her lips. She had two younger siblings, so she knew a thing or two about raising kids.

“Correct you are, child.” Recovery Girl said. “The infant stage is one of the toughest stages of child rearing since they can’t communicate their needs and wants with words. It’s a lot of guessing and paying attention to their body language. However, these dolls do not move so you will have to rely on audio cues to guess what the child needs.”

Midnight spoke up. “You will be split up into groups of two all determined by a random draw. Because there are more boys than girls in this class, some of you will end up in a same sex partnership. You do not have to act as a real couple so don’t freak out if you’re partnered with someone you don’t have romantic feelings for. What’s important is teamwork on taking care of the baby. You are in charge of the child for the rest of this week, including the weekend. You may chose to either take turns or to split responsibility evenly. You will be given all the supplies you will need, if you end up needing more, Recovery Girl will help you. At the end of the week you will return the dolls and we will tally up the scores and see which couple has the lowest score. The lowest score is the winner since each mistake is marked based on how severe of a mistake it was. The higher the score, the worse you did. Any more questions?”

Iida quickly raised his hand. Midnight gestured for him to speak. He stood up and loudly asked “If we are to have the baby all day for the rest of the week, what do we do with it while training? You can’t expect us to take the baby with us! That’s highly dangerous and immoral and I would expect better from such a prestigious school!”

“Yes, you’re right. We don’t expect you to keep the doll with you while training. That’s why each of you will have to figure something out. One of you will have to sit out of training unless you can find a better option. Leaving the child in your dorm and hoping for the best is not an option and neither is bringing it to training and leaving it off to the side. It’s like real life. One of the parents has to stay home and care for the child. Sometimes they will get a babysitter but that is not an option for you since the scores need to come from you and your partner only for you to pass. If you really want to train that day, you’ll either have to talk it through with your partner, or train later in the day during your free time.” Midnight answered.

“Thank you very much for clearing this up.” Iida said, bowing deeply before taking his seat.

Midnight clapped her hands. “Alright! With everything out of the way, let’s draw for your partners.” She held up a blue plastic box. “In this box is twenty-two coloured tokens. There are eleven pairs. Each one of you will reach into this box and pull out one token, when everyone has a token, you will be given time to find the person with the same colour token. They will be your partner for the rest of the week. You may not switch partners. Each colour is already assigned to a baby as well, so you don’t get to chose that either.” As she finished explaining she walked around the room letting everyone reach in and pull out a token. When the box was empty she returned to the front and allowed the class to find their partners.

Midoriya and Uraraka had the yellow tokens, Shouji and Asui had the purple tokens, Mina and Kirishima had the red tokens, Kaminari and Jirou had the orange tokens, Hagakure and Yayorozu had the light blue tokens, Sero and Mineta had the black tokens, Usagi and Tokoyami had the dark blue tokens, Todoroki and Ojiro had the pink tokens, Iida and Aoyama had the green tokens, and Satou and Kouda had the white tokens.

You looked down at your brown coloured token and looked back up to scan the room. All your classmates were already paired up and either happily talking about how it would be to raise a baby together or complaining about their partner. You could faintly hear Mineta crying about not being paired up with a girl. You look across the room at Bakugou who was still sat at his desk, glaring at his token.

Upon closer look, you could see that it was the same colour as yours. You sighed, already accepting that you’ll basically be a single parent as you can’t imagine he’d want anything to do with this. You reluctantly stood up and made your way across the classroom to him.

“Um…hey. Looks like we have the same colour. Guess we’re partners for the week.” You said, gently.

“I can fucking see that. I’m not blind, dumbass.” He retorted.

Ah, it seems he’s decided to take on the verbally abusive and absent father route already. You’ll have to do your best to make sure you get a low enough score. You’ve never taken care of a baby before. You had baby dolls as a kid but they’ve never graded you before. This was a whole new challenge and you could feel the anxiety pooling in your stomach.

“Right…well. We should talk about how we want to do this.” You started. “I think we should take turns each day. I could take it today and you take it tomorrow and repeat. I know you probably don’t want to skip a day of training so I can take it during training even on your days. There’s not much really for me to train anyway so I can afford to lose a week of it.” You let out a weak laugh.

Bakugou growled. “Do whatever you want but don’t be stupid. You can train on the days I have it. Don’t stop your training over some dumb doll.”

“But…you would be stopping yours if you-“ You get cut off by the blonde.

“I’m already the best in this whole class! Missing a few days of training isn’t going to do anything. Besides, you’re weak and you need to be at your strongest so I can beat you and prove that I’m the best in this entire school!” He yelled. You think that was a compliment albeit he put it weirdly.

“Ha…yeah…okay.” You replied. Just then the bell rang and everyone started to put their stuff away. You went over to your desk to do the same.

“Please return your tokens to the box! And before you leave, pick up your baby with the matching colour onesie and the bag of necessities. You have the rest of the day to yourselves.” Said Midnight.

You slung your bag onto your back and walked to the front of the room and dropped your token back into the box. You waited for your classmates to fizzle out a bit so you could get your baby. The dolls were all lined up in car seats. You found the one wearing a brown onesie, a girl with blonde hair. You chuckled to yourself at the resemblance to your partner.

You grabbed the handle of the car seat and went to grab the big duffel bag next to it when someone grabbed it before you. You look over to see Bakugou standing over you, glaring off to the side.

“Move it.” He gruffed out as he slung the bag over his shoulder.

You left the classroom with Bakugou trailing behind you, still scowling. You turn around and start walking backwards to face him and hold out the car seat so he could see the doll nestled inside.

“Look. She looks like you.” You giggled. He glanced down at the blonde doll and huffed.

“Watch where you’re going, idiot.” He grumbled. You rolled your eyes and turned back around and followed your classmates to the dorms.

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Back in the dorms, everyone was changed out of their school uniforms and gathered in the common room with their new kids. Everyone of course…except for Bakugou, who very grumpily went to his room after dropping the bag of things off at your room.

You had went through the bag and found loads of diapers, clothing, a carrier that strapped to your chest, bottles, a pacifier, and some baby toys. You weren’t exactly sure why you would need toys, considering the baby isn’t actually real, but you guessed you’d find out the reason sooner or later.

You decided to change her out of her boring brown onesie so you picked out a cute outfit from the ones provided. You undid the buckles holding the baby in the car seat (why it came in a car seat when you don’t even know how to drive a car, you will not know) and gently and carefully lifted the little girl out of the seat, making sure to support her head.

As you laid her on the ground and started to undress her, she started making cooing noises.

“Oh! Hello….you must be awake now I guess.” You spoke to the baby as she cooed in reply. “Ha…I guess you are kinda cute.” You felt as if you were talking to yourself.

When your new daughter was dressed, you decided to go to the common room since you thought everyone would be there, and right you were. As you went down the hallway you could hear the excited chatter of your classmates getting louder. When you were in sight, Mina noticed you and waved you over.

“Hey! Come over here! We’re all showing off our babies!” She excitedly exclaimed. As you walked over, Kirishima stood up from his spot beside Mina and offered the space to you. You thanked him as you sat down and readjusted your baby in your arms.

“Course! What kinda man would I be if I didn’t offer a seat to a lady with a baby!” He replied. Ever so chivalrous, he is.

“Ha! That rhymed.” Kaminari pointed out.

“Awww you got a girl? How lucky!” Mina squealed. “Kirishima and I got a boy. We named him Kenji.” You looked down at her lap where the doll was laid on its back.

“You named it?” You asked.

“Well yeah! We can’t just keep calling him “it” and “the baby”.” She explained as if it was obvious.

Iida then chimed in, his baby tucked securely in one of his arms. “Yes, I suppose it would be beneficial to name the child. This is supposed to be taken seriously and we can not leave a child unnamed!”

There were murmurs of agreement throughout the room as everyone talked with their partners on what they should name their baby. You looked down to the small blonde doll in your arms that let out another coo and softly smiled.

“Riki…” You thought to yourself. “I’ll call you Riki.”

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“Riki?” Bakugou gawked. “You gave it a name?”

Bakugou was helping with making dinner, well, it was more like he forced everyone to let him do most of it because “no one was doing it right”. You were stood out of the way but within talking distance, your newly named baby in one arm and holding a bottle up to her mouth as she “ate”.

“First off, she’s a she not an “it”. Secondly, everyone in the class named their baby. We have to take this seriously and I’m not going to call her an “it” the whole week. Besides…I thought Riki would be a good name. It means “strong”….and since she kinda looks like you, I figured you’d want your kid to be strong like you so…” You trailed off looking down at the doll in your arms. “We can change it though if you really don’t like it.”

Bakugou huffs. “No…call it-…..call her whatever you want.” He continues to cook in silence. There’s a faint blush on his cheeks. You smile softly at him. Maybe you won’t have to do this alone after all.

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The first day goes by smoothly. You had a bit of a learning curve with changing the diaper but you managed after help from Yayorozu. Who knew she’d be so good at something like that?

You had just settled down into bed after putting Riki to “sleep” and were scrolling on your phone. It was about 10pm, most people were still awake but you knew the person you wanted to talk to most more than likely wasn’t. He went to bed at 8:30pm every night, even on weekends.

You stared at your screen open on Bakugou’s blank private messages page. UA made an app for the students to contact each other and teachers with. It worked like a regular texting app, every class had their own group chat and you could private message each other, even students from other classes. All of them were accessible to staff if needed though.

You didn’t know if you should even bother asking him if he’s still going to take Riki tomorrow. Plus you didn’t want to wake him up. You were about to turn your phone off when you got a message from Mina. You open up her message and see a picture of Kirishima with his hair down, asleep on one of the couches in the common room with their baby on his chest. You laughed quietly to yourself and responded with a cute reaction meme. You thought they would make an interesting pair for this project.

You turned off your phone and plugged it in to charge and set it on your bedside table. You got comfortable in bed and closed your eyes. It would take you a while to fall asleep so you started to let your mind wander. You realized that tomorrow Bakugou will miss out on training if he takes the baby. He already told you earlier today in class not to worry about it and to focus on your own training…but you genuinely couldn’t think on how training would benefit you.

Your quirk has always been more of a supporting quirk rather than one that could do well in a fight one on one. Your quirk is called Cheer, by speaking words of encouragement to someone, you can make your target stronger both physically and emotionally. The reverse also works, if you berate someone it makes them weaker. You can use it on more than one person but its effects get weaker the more people you use it in at once. There’s also a major weakness to your quirk. Anytime you berate someone, you gain confidence, but when you encourage someone, it takes away your confidence. Because of this you feel inferior to everyone else in your class. Even Mineta has a more useful quirk in combat than you do. You’re basically forced to sit on the sidelines and watch people fight. It helps in rescue operations but you still wished you could fight like everyone else. You only managed to get into the hero course because you racked up enough rescue points and got lucky with a three pointer.

It’s ironic that someone with an inferiority complex got paired up with someone with a superiority complex. It’s even more ironic that you managed to gain a crush on the bastard too.

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It was now Tuesday morning and Bakugou was sat in his room staring at the doll in its car seat.

You had entered the common room already dressed in your uniform with Riki in the seat. Hero training was the first class that morning so anyone who was in charge of their baby that day stayed behind and would join everyone later for normal classes. Your tie wasn’t done yet and your skirt was pulled up a little too high, showing off more thigh than you usually do, as you were in a rush since Riki wouldn’t stop crying and you couldn’t figure out why. She had finally managed to settle down when you gave her the included pacifier.

You weren’t much of a breakfast eater, especially if you were training in the morning so you didn’t go to the kitchen. You noticed Bakugou sat on one of the couches drinking something out of a mug. He was wearing a simple black tank top and sweatpants.

“Oh Bakugou! There you are. I’m guessing since you’re not in uniform you’re still taking Riki today.” You sat the car seat on the floor near him and started doing your tie. You knew you were just going to have to take it off soon to change into your hero costume but you still wanted to show up looking like you at least tried. “So I figured out that she makes different noises depending on what she wants. Most of the time she just wants to be held or given a pacifier so she makes really whiny sounds that almost sound like a cry. She was just crying now and the only thing that made her stop was the pacifier so she might start up again soon. I made a smaller bag of her things like diapers and her bottle just so you’re not carrying a big ass duffel bag later.” You were almost rivalling Midoriya with how fast you were muttering, you didn’t mean to but you didn’t want to be late and you kept fumbling with your tie.

As you were smoothing out your front, you felt a pair of hands grab the bottom of your skirt and start to pull down. You shrieked and smacked the hands away and turned around to see (to the best of your ability) Hagakure behind you.

“Oh my god, Hagakure! I had no idea who was behind me! You scared me thinking it was Mineta pulling at my skirt.” You laughed and grabbed onto the girls arms.

“Ahhh I’m sorry! I just noticed your skirt was up a lot higher than normal and you almost showed off a bit too much.” The invisible girl explained as you fixed your skirt. “Come on, we got to get to class!”

“Right, yeah, I’m coming.” You responded as Hagakure held your hand. You quickly turned to Bakugou again who once again had a faint blush dusting his cheeks. “You sure you’ll be okay? I know it’s only for an hour before I see you again so if you want to pawn her off to me next class then that’s fine.”

“Tch…how incompetent do you think I am? Of course I can take care of some stupid doll for an hour!” He barked back at you.

You felt Hagakure pulling you towards the front door. “Ok, well…see you later then!” You said as you finally took off with your friend, leaving Bakugou and a few others scattered around the common room.

“Heyyy, Bakugou! You get stuck on babysitting duty too?” Kaminari taunted, his baby settled in a carrier strapped to his chest.

Bakugou growled. “It’s not babysitting when it’s your own kid you idiot. And you look dumb with that thing on.” He stood up and grabbed the handle of the car seat and went off to his room. He could hear Kaminari complaining as he left.

Now here he was, in his room having a staring match with a doll. He wasn’t sure what to do for an hour, let along with a baby. He glanced up at some math homework left on his desk and decided to finish it up so he was ahead of everyone else in class. Ten minutes past when his concentration was interrupted by whining. He looked over at the car seat that was faced away from him at this angle and sighed. He reached over and turned it around.

“Jesus. She didn’t mention how fucking annoying it would be.” He muttered to himself as he undid the straps and lifted the baby out. “What the hell is your problem, huh?” He asked, surprisingly not as loud as he normally would. He thought maybe she was hungry and remembered you said something about a small bag with her bottle in it. He looked around but couldn’t find it. In fact, he didn’t remember seeing any bag with the baby anyway. He grumbled as he picked up his phone and opened up the messaging app and sent you a private message.

In the locker rooms you heard your phone buzz and decided to look at it as you were changing. You saw a notification from Bakugou and quickly opened it.

Katsuki Bakugou: hey, dumbass. she’s crying but I can’t find that bag you were talking about

You winced as you remembered that you never actually grabbed the bag in your rush to get downstairs.

You: damn I must have forgotten it in my room, sorry. feel free to go and grab it. my room code is 6678 it should be on my desk. you know which floor I’m on right?

Bakugou scoffed.

Katsuki Bakugou: yes I know. I’m not stupid.

You: never said you were <3 have fun lol

You didn’t realize you sent the heart. It was muscle memory from texting with your friends, but it sent Bakugou for a loop.

After he had quickly made his way to the second floor and grabbed the bag you mentioned, he went back to his room where he had left the baby on his bed. Her whining had turned into crying by now.

“Alright, Alright! I got your damn stuff.” Bakugou sat on the floor and settled the doll into his arm. He removed the pacifier and held the bottle up to its mouth. He felt relieved when the crying stopped. “This is fucking ridiculous.” He thought out loud.

He rested his back on his bed and started to drift off in to thought. Why did you send that heart? Did you mean to do it? Was it a reflex? Were you making fun of him? No…that couldn’t be right. You were one of the few that took him seriously. Sure you teased him sometimes, but not as much as the others. He thought back to a time where he accidentally overheard something he probably shouldn’t have that still made his heart feel weird.

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Bakugou was making his way to the kitchen to get something to drink. He could hear you and the other girls of Class 1A giggling and talking about random shit.

He was going to ignore the group when something made him stop in his tracks right before he would be seen.

“Sooo, who do you like?” Mina asked with a teasing voice.

“Who, me?” You asked as Mina nodded. All eyes were on you and you felt yourself blush. “Well…I guess I kinda have a thing for Bakugou…” You answered shyly, playing with the hem of your shirt.

“What?!” “Wait, Bakugou?!” “Really?” The girls cried out in unison.

“Why is that so shocking? You guys seriously don’t think he’s at least a little bit attractive?” You inquired.

Bakugou stiffened at the confession and he felt his heartbeat speed up. You…had a crush on him? Someone actually was interested in him romantically?

“You don’t think all his yelling and name calling is a turn off?” Uraraka asked.

“Hm…not really. Sure he says some mean stuff but…he doesn’t actually mean it.” You reasoned.

“I don’t know…he always seems to be serious about it. I mean he doesn’t even know our names.” Jirou huffed.

“Yes he does!” You laughed. “He’s not stupid. He’s a lot smarter than I think any of you give him credit for.”

“He is in the top our class academic wise as well as hero wise.” Yayorozu chimes in.

“Exactly. Have none of you realized that a lot of his plans actually work? He may seem like he’s rushing into things but it’s obvious he’s put clear thought into his plans. And the fact that he can make one up that quickly is impressive. He’s also more compassionate than you’d think.” You said, leaning back on the couch.

“Well I think you’re wrong with that.” Tsu replied.

“Because you guys are only seeing the surface level. You’re not reading in between the lines. For example, remember when we just moved into the dorms, the talk Mr. Aizawa had with us outside?” They nodded. “When Mr. Aizawa left, you could feel the uncomfortable tension in the class at being reminded of what happened. Bakugou grabbed Kaminari and made him go all dumb because he knew it would make everyone laugh. And it did! The tension was gone instantly! Bakugou really does care, he just doesn’t know how to show it like other people. And remember the school festival? He totally could’ve refused to play the drums but he did it anyway! That’s what I like about him. He’s not a cold hearted asshole, he just wants you to think he is. I use to be like that too.” You trailed off, looking ashamed.

“Wait. YOU were an asshole?” Mina prodded.

You sighed and nodded. “Yeah, back when I first got my quirk. I realized that putting other people down gave me a lot of confidence. I went on a power trip and started bullying everyone. I started to realize that the “friends” that I did have were only my “friends” so they could escape my words. Made me feel like shit when I found out. Now I hate using my quirk like that unless absolutely necessary. But yeah….I see through Bakugou’s walls and I guess it just made me fall for him.” You changed the subject.

“Wow…you’re whipped for him, aren’t you?” Mina teased.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just don’t tell him that. I don’t need him on my ass about it.” You blushed and waved her off.

“You sure you don’t want him on your ass?” Mina teased again.

“OH SHUT UP!” You threw a pillow at her as the girls laughed.

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Bakugou had zoned out at that memory. He hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, it’s your fault for being so damn loud and talking about him in the first place! It’s been a few weeks since that and it’s still fresh in his mind. Did he like you back? He wasn’t sure. On one hand he was pissed at how you managed to figure him out so easily, but on the other hand…he felt comforted knowing someone understood him and didn’t make fun of him for it. He will admit that you weren’t that bad looking or as stupid as everyone else. He did wish you would see the potential you had with your quirk, though. He could feel his cheeks start to heat up and he scoffed, snapping out of his thoughts and looking back down at the doll in his arms.

“I guess…she’s not so bad…” He said softly to Riki.

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Training had finished and you and the rest of your classmates were on your way to your next class.

Upon entering the classroom you noticed everyone that had skipped out on training standing around, babies either in their arms, strapped to their chest, or in the car seat. Bakugou was sat in his spot, chin in his hand looking out the window to his left.

You had a few minutes to spare before class started so you walked up to your partner. “Hey! How’d it go? Was she fussy?” You asked as you squatted down to see Riki, who was in her car seat on the floor next to his desk.

“Tch, no. I told you I know what I’m doing.” He grumbled.

“I’m pretty sure none of us know what we’re doing but it’s nice to know that you’re taking this seriously.” You replied standing back up.

“HA? YOU THINK I WOULD’NT? YOU THINK I’M NOT CAPABLE OF THIS?” He yelled as he let off small explosions.

“Course not. I did kinda think you would end up leaving most of this to me though. But it’s nice that you’re playing along.” You smiled sincerely.

Iida started ushering everyone to their assigned seats as class was about to begin. You patted Bakugou on his shoulder and left to your seat near the back of the class.

He clenched his fists and glared down at his desk, he could feel his heartbeat going wild again.

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A few days had passed and it was now Friday night and you were at your wits end.

It was your day with Riki and she had been crying non stop for thirty minutes now. You were pacing your room with her in your arms as the doll “sobbed” louder and louder with each agonizing minute. You had no idea what was wrong; you tried feeding her, changing her diaper, holding her, giving her a pacifier, you even tried the toys that they provided but nothing was working!

You were close to tears yourself as you thought about how this would affect your grade and how pissed Bakugou would be if you ruined it. The whole week went by just fine, it never took this long for her to settle down. You had gotten lucky with the baby you were given as she was so easy to care for, but this moment right now was proving difficult.

Feeling like you had no other choice, you left your room with your still wailing daughter in your arms and quickly made your way up to Bakugou’s room.

You knocked on his door while still trying to shush Riki. When Bakugou opened the door, he looked like he had just woken up which made you start ranting.

“Bakugou, fuck, I’m so sorry to bother you right now I know you like to go to bed early but she’s been crying like this for like thirty minutes now and I’ve tried everything but she just won’t stop crying and I don’t know what to do and I’m probably gonna make us fail cause I can’t get her to fucking stop and I just…” You panted “…can you please help me?” You nearly whined.

“Give her to me.” Bakugou reached out as you transferred her into his arms. He walked away with the crying doll, leaving his door open. You decided that was an invitation so you slipped into his room and gently closed the door behind you. You watched as Bakugou gently bounced the doll in his arms and started petting its blonde head.

You stared in awe as Riki started to finally quiet down until she was silent. You breathed out a sigh of relief but tears started to quickly gather in your eyes. Bakugou had opened his balcony door and stepped outside to the cool air. You ran a hand through your messy hair and followed them out onto the balcony. The not quite freezing but cold air nipping at your skin. It felt nice as you didn’t even notice that you were sweating from the stress. You bent over and rested your elbows on the railing and placed your head in your hands, trying to hold back your tears.

“She had been crying for so long…I tried everything but nothing worked. But the minute you have her she finally stops. What the hell am I doing wrong? Why am I such a bad mother?” You muttered more to yourself but your partner could hear you anyways.

A minute of silence went by as you tried to not let your tears fall when Bakugou finally spoke up, surprising gently. “Don’t beat yourself up over something you barely know how to handle.”

He leaned his back against the railing next to you. His arm barely grazing against your shoulder, his way of trying to comfort you. You sniffed and dropped your arms from your head and looked forward out into the dark courtyard.

“She’s been perfect this entire week. Nothing I couldn’t handle…but she just had to act like a total brat tonight.” You sighed.

“Hey.” Bakugou said sternly. “Don’t call our daughter a brat…that’s my line.”

You laughed at that, completely overlooking the fact that you called the doll “our daughter”. Bakugou softly smiled at your laugh, also not realizing exactly what he said. But her certainly felt his heart flutter as he looked down at the baby in his arms.

Bakugou decided he’d take her for the rest of the night so you could get some sleep. It was his turn tomorrow anyway.

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Monday had come by quickly, thus, ending the project. Recovery Girl had collected the dolls, and you couldn’t lie, you felt a little sad at the fact that you won’t have Riki around anymore. The class waited in anticipation to see whose grade was the lowest.

When the results came in, Midnight stood at the front of the class once again and started to call out the grades.

“Coming in last place is Sero and Mineta with a sixty-five.” Mineta started screaming about how unfair it was and that they got a faulty doll. “Todoroki and Ojiro have a score of thirty-four, Kaminari and Jirou have a thirty, Iida and Aoyama a twenty-seven, Usagi and Tokoyami with twenty-five, Shouji and Asui with twenty-one, Hagakure and Yayorozu with twenty, Mina and Kirishima with an eighteen, Satou and Kouda with a fifteen, Bakugou and (Y/N) with a score of eight, and lastly, coming in first place with the best score is Midoriya and Uraraka with a three! Good work everyone. I hope you all learned some valuable lessons from this experience!” Midnight finished.

There were high fives and cheers coming from the people with the lower scores and talks of what they could’ve done better from the people with higher marks.

You stared down at your desk smiling. Eight wasn’t so bad, right? Much better than what Mineta got.

At the front of the class, Bakugou has turned his head back to look at you and softly smiled to himself when he saw your relief. He turned back around to look down at his hands as he played with his pen. He could hear Midoriya and Uraraka being congratulated for the lowest score and for once in his life….he didn’t mind coming in second.

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Bonus:

Twelve years later, Bakugou had established himself as the number two hero with his own agency. You worked along side him as his number one sidekick. You both grew a lot since high school and grew closer from the experience. You managed to get rid of your inferiority complex and become more comfortable with using your quirk against villains rather than standing by and cheering on the heroes. You can also hold your own in combat pretty well now and you have a slew of support items to help.

But instead of kicking ass on the street you were laid out on a hospital bed after the longest 7 hours of your life. You were sweaty and exhausted, but it was all worth it as you looked at the little bundle in your arms. A head of blonde hair was peaking out of the blanket.

“What should we name her?” You whispered to the person leaning over you with their hand on your head and looking lovingly down at the newborn.

“…..Riki.” Bakugou said softly.

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